A Bleak, Bleak Day

Here's where I am today:

Sad.  

Also, outraged. I've ranted to the contractor, the tile guy, and Jerry.  They're all outraged.  The contractor referred to the devil.  The tile guy thinks it's not final, so we don't need to go to the wall--yet.  Jerry's resigned.  Every since George W. Bush invaded Iraq in the face of millions marching against it, he's given up.  Nothing the Republicans can do will surprise him.

This was supposed to be a post about whale-watching, but I've read what I wrote, and it bored me to tears.  More on that later (maybe).

Grab your hat, and let's go.